This is a song about "Spy s"

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

The outline which you n****s out dated

Or you can do better on some hate shit

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

If only i could go back into the 80’s

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

They call me spy, wonder why cos you y'all die by summer

Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass

We pull by, so we could spy, then leave a bloody bath

"the fucker's there!" but the cop didn't spy the mother bear.

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

S on my chest like a superman vest